[] Dick and Jane don't talk anymore, Jane lays awake Wishin' it could be like it was before Finally one night, she got tough Dick came home, and she was packin' her stuff See Jane run, see Dick cry He's standin' in the street with his hands in the air Goin' why Jane, why She don't look back, she's seen enough Close the book, the story's done, see Jane run Dick's tore up, deep down inside Jane feels good, there ain't a tear in her pretty blue eyes Red taillights, fade out (azchords.com)
